I wrote this in my phone months ago. As I go reading all my random notes (which is now over 30), I thought this one has to be posted.
I am trying to understand what this feeling’s like.
I brace myself in the middle of shattered emotion.
I do want to know what this means, I need to confirm. But they tell me I’m crazy, saying things I shouldn’t have.
I put my guard down, cause they say that’s what it should be.
Tears fall down my eyes, I am hopelessly romantic.